Chapter 284 - Untitled

When Panda looked over and followed the voice, he saw a small human standing amidst the moving people.

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Why was his Chief’s younger brother here?

Little Brother?

Panda found this form of address oddly familiar.

He just couldn’t recall offhand why it was familiar.

Wait, let him think it over!

Feng Lin had come to look for his Little Brother.

Evidently, he had dressed up specifically for this day.

The small human was even holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

He was wearing an exquisite little suit with a white button-up shirt inside, and his hair had been styled. He was dressed just like a little prince.

Feng Nai could never stand his young brother’s exaggerated attires but was still afraid of someone hitting him. He thus pulled the small human over and raised a brow, his cold voice slightly sarcastic as he said, “Trouble Lin, you came out like this?”

“I’m here to give Little Brother flowers. Of course I must dress up a bit.” Little Lin sneered, not wanting to give his brother attention. His big eyes looked over as he said, “You haven’t told me where my Little Brother went. I watched his game earlier. He was so much cooler than you. Indeed, brother, you’re not as formidable as Little Brother.”

Feng Nai snickered. With a hand in his pocket, he lowered his eyes to look at Feng Lin and said nonchalantly, “Your Little Brother has left to go on a date. He hasn’t got time to take your flowers.”

“Which means Little Brother isn’t here.” Little Lin’s fair little face was filled with disappointment. All his mood was gone and his big, round eyes were also slightly upset.

Panda felt that he ought to speak up for his brother. “Chief, Mo Nan applied for leave because he wasn’t feeling well, not to go on a date.”

Feng Nai’s warning gaze immediately landed on him.

Little Lin’s ears perked up. “Little Brother isn’t feeling well? No wonder he looked so bad during the match.” With that, his small face lifted, disapproval written all over it. “Brother, why did you lie to me and say that Little Brother had gone out on a date?”

Feng Nai frowned slightly, reaching out with a hand to keep the person away. His aura differed from the average person’s as he stood there in just his uniform. “Do I need to lie to you?”

“Little Brother must be ill.” Little Brother was great at complaining about his brother. With a look that meant “you’re a heartless man”, he said, “When you ran a fever, it was Little Brother who took care of you the whole time. Now that Little Brother’s not feeling well, aren’t you going to visit him?”

Feng Nai bent down, his almond eyes looking at his brother. “Trouble Lin, who exactly is your biological brother?”

“Brother, it’s meaningless to ask this question.” Little Lin reached out and grabbed his brother’s hand. “We’ll go visit Little Brother. He must have caught the cold from you. We’ll go to the pharmacy first and then to the apartment. If Little Brother is sick, he probably can’t cook. We’ll bring our chef along too…”

Feng Nai slowly drew his hand out. “Who taught you to bring so many people along when you go out?”

“If we don’t bring the chef and Little Brother is really ill, who will cook? You?” Little Lin’s cheeks were puffed out. “Brother, you can’t even make noodles.”

Feng Nai’s eyes were cold. “You make it sound like you can.”

“I’m young, so it’s normal that I don’t know how to make noodles.” Little Lin rebutted in a huff. “You’re an adult and you still can’t cook noodles. You’re the same age as Little Brother. Little Brother can even bake a cake, yet you don’t know anything. Don’t you feel inferior?”

Inferior? What kind of joke was Trouble Lin going on about? Feng Nai didn’t give a damn. “Is my 10 million APM [1. Action per minute] hand speed used for cooking purposes?”